Category: Andrei Navrozov

How to speak about politics without sliding into the pervasive banality of mainstream political discourse?

Or take another example, drawn from my four-year-old son’s videothèque – the sinking of the Titanic, which some inscrutable whimsy makes the child obsessed with at the moment.

A delegation from the Moscow Patriarchate arrived in Washington yesterday to work over those in the administration who do not yet believe that the Kremlin is an embattled bulwark of enlightened conservatism.

I seem to remember that our sainted webmaster dislikes Diogenes stories, if only because they are largely apocryphal, but I’m ill in bed with the ‘flu.

And now, more grist to the mill. Another feather in my cap, or perhaps nail in my coffin.

Conspiracy theories are a great leveler. If in reality, as I see it, relationships between persons and things bring to mind medieval iconography or Egyptian painting…

The gentle reader may not have heard of a Russian named Alexander Dugin, but all the same he exists.

We exchanged some pleasantries, he patted my son on the head, and then he said, “You’ve gained some weight, haven’t you?”

The grassy knoll has firmly established itself in the narrative in the form of a Dairy Queen in Orem, Utah, but there are a myriad other suchlike tropes.